Winter Wimp: SOLT #sdawpphotovoices

I’m home today and I shouldn’t be, but I was up at 5AM listening to the early morning weather reports from my weather god, Chris Cimino, NBC and he was making me nervous.

I know snow language well.  Here in Paramus snow is rare but not up the NYS Thruway, not where I was headed.  Getting there would be totally clear but coming home, that could be a problem: snow, sleet, freezing mix and even though my clothes were ready for me, I had a healthy lunch packed and my batteries were charged, I waited for the light, for the sky.

I can’t read the sky but I felt I could start texting to the principal and to my PD partner.  Both were up and supportive and with Tuvia’s input I opted to stay home and let Mary take the lead.  She was probably better on her own today.  Most of the presentation was on her shoulders anyway.

Now I wasn’t always a Winter Wimp.  In my younger days, in my hot cars when front wheel drive was a future dream, I was fearless.  My younger self would be horrified to know that someday, I would become fearful.  I loved the snow and the thrill of the ride to movies outside our town.  But once you feel the fear, you have to embrace the fear.

In fact, I ‘d say I wear my fear well.

It took a good 30 minutes to move back and forth before the final decision but once the texts went out I was grounded in a free day home with Tuvia, the gym, packing for Cancun, guitar and ukulele practice and some work.

Classroom visits are  coming tomorrow and Thursday for Highland Falls and so far, no snow in sight. 🙂


7 thoughts

  1. Bonnie, I admit that the older I get the whimper I get about driving in winter weather. I trust myself, but there are many out there who take foolish chances. It sounds, however, like you have a full fun-filled day planned for yourself at home.

  2. You make me laugh with your self-imposed title of winter wimp. 🙂 Better to be safe than sorry and looking at a huge car repair bill. Cancun sounds like a great idea. Enjoy!

  3. I’ve always been a weather wimp. I still remember the year our headmaster (from Ohio) came out to help me get out of the parking lot when I taught in Tulsa. When he had trouble, I knew I was in trouble. I prayed all the way home, and now I live where everything stops when the first flake falls! Actually we had a no snow “snow day” once! The predicted snow did not arrive, but they cancelled school just in case.

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